Sometimes when I walk around with my car, I take the men hitchhiking alone and offer them unforgettable trips. I also got a hitchhiker named Furkan while going to Bolu on one of these days. He was a university student and a mouthful boy. Driving with a short skirt was provoking him, but he did his best not to look. I told him that he could take care of him as much as he wanted, and that he liked it and that he could even touch it. When I realized that it would be enough to look, I took his hand and inserted it between my legs. His fingers were shaking, and I liked it very much. I asked if you like it and he said yes. I pulled over to the side of the road. I put my legs up and told me to lick my cunt. It sucked me all over, as if there were years of hunger. Sometimes, even if this inexperience hurt me, it gave me pleasure and made me tremble. After I divorced, I told him that if he satisfies me along the rest of the road, I could do something for him at the end of the trip. My strange believer did what I wanted along the way, but when I lowered it, you should see the expression on his face.

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